“Are you not happy with the type of attention I’m providing?”
She rubbed her moist eyes with the back of her hand. “I probably just drank too much wine tonight.”
“I’m sure that’s a possibility, but just to make sure, I think you need a good hard spankin’ to remind you how to behave.”
Sliding off his lap, Sammie attempted a last-minute escape, but he turned her around and administered three hard smacks to her panty-covered behind. “By the end of the night, sweet girl, you will have more love and attention from your daddy than you ever thought possible.”
“This isn’t necessary. I’ve learned my lesson,” she said quietly. “I’m not trying to upset Jessie …”
“I know you’re not being nasty. You don’t have a mean bone in your body. I just think long overdue desires are taking over your mind. Now, get yourself over my knee, so we can do this and be done. It’s been a long day, and we’re both tired.”
She stalled at first, but finally and reluctantly bent herself over his lap. “Can’t we just go to sleep and talk about this in the morning?”
After hooking his thumbs under the lace waistband of her cotton panties, he slid them down her thighs and placed his large hand on her warm, bare bottom.
Craning her neck, she gave him her best puppy dog stare, but his grip on her waist to keep her in position was steadfast.
“And by the way, this is necessary right now, because I say it is. Now, tell me why I need to discipline you, young lady.”
“B-Because I acted out in front of Trent and Jessie?” she sputtered in a small cracked voice.
Instantly, Pete delivered a brisk slap to her rear end as he continued their conversation in a casual tone. “And …”
“I poured a third glass of wine tonight when you’ve told me about a million times that two is enough?”
Another sharp smack to her poor ass landed again. “Keep going …”
“Oh God! I’ve been warned about being disrespectful before, but I baited you anyway,” she whimpered as her eyes leaked tears of true remorse. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
Though she apologized profusely, his flat, calloused palm showed no mercy as he smacked her poor reddened behind.
“The next time you disobey me, you’ll be feeling the lick of my belt on your bare bottom instead of my hand. Is that what you want, young lady? For Daddy to give you a good lickin’ with his belt?” Except for several warnings to stay in position, Pete’s firm hand disciplined every inch of Sammie’s backside, and then he made sure to swat the tender skin underneath each burning mound twice to teach her an important lesson.
“Please stop! I promise to be a good girl!”
His square jaw was clenched tight, and her face was drenched with tears as she slumped over his knee in exhaustion. But when he gently moved her off his lap, Pete looked down and grinned at a rather large wet stain on his khaki pants that happened to be puddled right next to the hard bar pulsing underneath the soft fabric.
His groan was audible as he studied his wife’s hungry eyes that seemed to be pleading for a happy ending. And he wanted nothing more than to fuck her senseless at that moment.
Her submissive pose was delicious with panties draped around her knees as she clamped her thighs together in an obvious attempt to keep the copious moisture from sliding down her legs. But he knew that his point still needed to be made.
“In the corner,” he directed, pointing to the other side of the room trying to ignore the aching need pressing against his zipper.
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About Christmas with a Little Twist
Sammie and Jessie Woods are twenty-eight-year-old twins from New York City who moved across the country to marry Trent and Pete Reynolds, the handsome, rugged owners of the XR Dude Ranch in Tucson, Arizona, and the couples can’t wait to spend the upcoming holidays together. But when a visitor makes an unexpected call to their ranch on Christmas Day, everyone’s outlook on life is changed forever.
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Born, raised, and still residing in Western Pennsylvania, Shelly Douglas creates fiction that is a combination of her actual experiences and a fantasy world which she’s been immersing herself in since she was a young girl. Her books usually involve authentic personalities engaged in a struggle with who they really are on the inside, and she makes sure that her heroes and heroines always find a happy-ever-after at the end of their long journey.
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